Frank Turner - Pass It Along lyrics
[Frank Turner - Pass It Along lyrics]
Somewhere in the back bar by
The side of a motorway
Someone takes a breath and takes the stage
Then starts to play
In the back of a thousand bars and
By the side of a thousand roads
Worn wood, rusted bronze
And honest toil explode
They cast long shadows in the evening sun
But when the morning comes
They’ve moved along
They cast long shadows in the evening sun
But when the morning comes
They’ve moved along
Hey, hey Mr dylan, I have written you a song
About the river of new singers
That still rolls along
So here’s to Ragan, here’s to Marwood
Here’s to Tim and Jonah too
Here’s to the ones who have to take
The stage and sing the truth
Sing till you sweat for the spirit of the age
Sing life to lines that are dead on the page
Sing for your sorrow, your wisdom, your rage
Sing out sing for the records you
Played till they broke
For the parts where you
Insisted that nobody spoke
Sing for the words that you knew
But they still made you choke sing out
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
And when the morning comes, pass it along
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
But when the morning comes, pass it along
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
And when the morning comes, pass it along
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
And when the morning comes, pass it along
The side of a motorway
Someone takes a breath and takes the stage
Then starts to play
In the back of a thousand bars and
By the side of a thousand roads
Worn wood, rusted bronze
And honest toil explode
They cast long shadows in the evening sun
But when the morning comes
They’ve moved along
They cast long shadows in the evening sun
But when the morning comes
They’ve moved along
Hey, hey Mr dylan, I have written you a song
About the river of new singers
That still rolls along
So here’s to Ragan, here’s to Marwood
Here’s to Tim and Jonah too
Here’s to the ones who have to take
The stage and sing the truth
Sing till you sweat for the spirit of the age
Sing life to lines that are dead on the page
Sing for your sorrow, your wisdom, your rage
Sing out sing for the records you
Played till they broke
For the parts where you
Insisted that nobody spoke
Sing for the words that you knew
But they still made you choke sing out
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
And when the morning comes, pass it along
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
But when the morning comes, pass it along
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
And when the morning comes, pass it along
Cast a long shadow in the evening sun
And when the morning comes, pass it along